
You are my mother and one of my greatest spiritual teachers. Your waves have taught me to move with the ebb and flow of life and to welcome the changes that each wave brings to the surface of the lakeshore.
Your water has taught me to be cool and fluid. The wind that pools above your surface has taught me to move through and around obstacles and to be flexible.
I am thankful for all of the messages you have sent a long on the breeze during my meditations. Your water, vibration, and spirit, refresh, repelenish and restore my soul. You are an invaluable entity to me on my spiritual path.
You are neutral.
You are unpredictable.
You are so powerful that you create your own weather.
You are the grand metaphor for God and for life itself.
The gratitude I have for you is immeasurable and almost beyone my poetic capabilities. The grace with which you accept me, nurture me and guide me is something that I hold close to my heart.
Your combined simplicity and complexity have taught me: love, patience, compassion, tolerance and most importantly, that I interconnected inherently to that which is greater than myself.
I know when I look into your waves that I am simply one of them as I am also simply a single grain of sand on your shore.
I appreciate all of you and have experienced the width and breadth of your being. I have been the fog, the sideways rain, the wind rattling the windows, the sky high snow drifts and your calm mirrorlike surface in its entirety.
I am so thankful for you, what you have given and what you will continue to offer.
With the deepest gratitude...

